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The Red Wheelbarrow The Red Wheelbarrow BY WILLIAM CARLOS WILLIAMS so much depends upon a red wheel barrow glazed with rain water beside the white chickens.

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1 The Red Wheelbarrow The Red Wheelbarrow BY WILLIAM CARLOS WILLIAMS so much depends upon a red wheel barrow glazed with rain water beside the white chickens.

2 Stopping by Woods on a Snowy Evening Stopping by Woods on a Snowy Evening BY ROBERT FROST Whose woods these are I think I know. His house is in the village though; He will not see me stopping here To watch his woods fill up with snow. My little horse must think it queer To stop without a farmhouse near Between the woods and frozen lake The darkest evening of the year. He gives his harness bells a shake To ask if there is some mistake. The only other sound's the sweep Of easy wind and downy flake. The woods are lovely, dark and deep. But I have promises to keep, And miles to go before I sleep, And miles to go before I sleep The Tiger BY WILLIAM BLAKE Tiger! Tiger! burning bright In the forests of the night, What immortal hand or eye Could frame thy fearful symmetry ?

3 dog BY VALERIE WORTH Under a maple tree The dog lies down, Lolls his limp Tongue, yawns, Rests his long chin Carefully between Front paws; Looks up, alert; Chops, with heavy Jaws, at a slow fly, Blinks, rolls On his side, Sighs, closes His eyes: sleeps All afternoon In his loose skin. So much depends upon a blue car splattered with mud speeding down the road Anonymous Blue car, blue car, shining bright in the darkness of the night: who could see you speeding by like a comet in the sky? I could see you in the night, blue car, blue car, shining bright. I could see you speeding by like a comet in the sky. Anonymous

4 dog BY VALERIE WORTH Under a maple tree The dog lies down, Lolls his limp Tongue, yawns, Rests his long chin Carefully between Front paws; Looks up, alert; Chops, with heavy Jaws, at a slow fly, Blinks, rolls On his side, Sighs, closes His eyes: sleeps All afternoon In his loose skin. I liked those small poems we read today. When they’re small like that you can read a whole bunch in a short time and then in your head are all the pictures of all the small things from all the small poems. I like how the kitten leaped in the cat poem and how you could see the long head of the horse in the horse poem and especially I liked the dog in the dog poem because that’s just how my yellow dog used to lie down, with his tongue all limp and his chin between his paws and how he’d sometimes chomp at a fly and then sleep in his loose skin just like that poet Miss Valerie Worth, says in her small dog poem

5 The Pasture BY ROBERT FROST I'm going out to clean the pasture spring; I'll only stop to rake the leaves away (And wait to watch the water clear, I may): I sha'n't be gone long.--You come too. I'm going out to fetch the little calf That's standing by the mother. It's so young, It totters when she licks it with her tongue. I sha'n't be gone long.--You come too. You Come Too BY ANYONYMOUS And that’s where we saw the yellow dog standing against the cage with paws curled around the wire and his long red tongue hanging out and his big black eyes looking a little sad and his long tail wag-wag-wagging as if he were saying Me me me! Choose me! And we did. We chose him.

6 Street Music BY ARNOLD ADOFF T h i s c i t y: t h e a l w a y s n o i s e g r i n d i n g up from the s u b w a y s u n d e r g r o u n d: slamming from bus tires and taxi horns and engines of cars and trucks in all v o c a b u l a r i e s of clas flash screeching hot metal l a n g u a g e c o m b i n a t i o n s: as p l a n e s o v e r h e a d r o a r an o r c h e s t r a of rolling drums and battle blasts assaulting my ears w i t h t h e a l w a y s n o i s e of t h i s c i t y: street music.

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